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Chapter 543 Political Confrontation(1/2)

Pietra Adem gave Sean a very bad feeling. She didn't look like a black man or an African black man at all. He was so damn cunning. What does it mean to bargain for a price? This was what he told others on a daily basis.

of!

What is the stereotype of black people and African black people?

Silly, impulsive, optimistic, a few big...

It has nothing to do with being clever or cunning.

But Pietra Adem shattered this impression.

Of course, this does not mean that all black people are idiots, and Okuros are not stupid at all, but the proportion is very small.

He felt quite unlucky when such a small probability event happened to him.

"Bargaining, right? Okay, 80%, I'll take it." Sean the Lion said loudly.

Pietra Adem laughed, not angry, and said with a smile: "We don't have to think about the government and just pay part of the tax, but I still have to feed the people in the tribe, so I at least have to take a share of the tax."

50%, after all, this is Africa, the world of black people."

Part of the tax is very flexible...

"Discuss your share, right? What can you offer?" Sean asked with a smile.

"Land, legal mining rights, government policy preferences, and cheap labor, are these enough?"

Sean let out a "ha" sound. He was very rich, definitely dozens of times richer than this old man, but he had never been so wealthy.

This round is all about magnanimity!

Sean didn't say anything, and just smiled as his soldiers disassembled all the heavy machine guns welded to the top of the Humvee and put them on the scale.

In the end, Sean lost. There was so much gold.

"Why did you refuse to do it when he asked for 50% at the beginning, and then he didn't do it when you offered him 50%?" Torre listened to the whole process, and because of this, he felt a big headache.

This scene made Sean dumbfounded. Smash it, hit it, it’s very African!

There is no need to talk about accuracy at all. Fortunately, neither Sean nor Pietra Adem cares who loses or who wins.

"The result of my negotiation with you will become an industry standard and a standard for future cooperation with powerful parties in other places. You don't have to expect me to give in easily." Sean made it clear directly.

Sean pointed to the door, Pietra Adem smiled and nodded.

One side of the yard was full of guns and ammunition, and the other side was neatly stacked with gold bricks.

It was so rough that Sean was speechless.

Pietra Adem didn't say anything, she just smiled and sat on a gold chair studded with diamonds. The sunlight she bathed in was glowing with gold. I never care about gold when making friends. Anyway, they don't have as much gold as me!

It is the country that produces the most gold in the world. Its gold reserves are estimated to be about 600 million ounces, accounting for 60% of the world's total reserves.

There are many black politicians in the United States, and he is not surprised that those blacks are shrewd, but blacks from his hometown in Africa also show this quality, which makes Torre feel very complicated.

"What price are you prepared to offer?" Sean asked with a half-smile.

"To the current developers, you can cooperate. They are more familiar with the situation and know better how to deal with black workers." Pietra Adem said with a smile.

"But after Mandela was released, the situation changed. The dismantling of apartheid was inevitable. At this time, white South Africans and white Europeans and Americans had differences and became opposites because of their competition for markets and interests."

Sean kicked his legs a little irritably, "I'll give you 50%."

"30% belongs to you and your tribe. No one cares how it is distributed. 10% belongs to the military, 20% belongs to the central government, and 40% belongs to me." Xiao did not wait for Pietra Adem to ask questions.

En himself answered: "What I provide is advanced technology, international sales, support from the world's public opinion, and I am also your military partner."

"Then I will also give them 2 ingredients."

"Before, Europeans and Americans seemed to be on the side of black people, but in fact they were on the side of white South Africans. Black and white were in opposition."

Its military strength is somewhat similar to that of Russia, which has been declining in recent decades.

This was the first time he saw a black man interacting with Sean during negotiations. The key was that he couldn't understand what he was saying!

In fact, it's not much, just equipment for 100 people. Africans don't need helmets, body armor, leather boots, etc. They just have guns, bullets and grenades.

"Oh, the French are all idiots!" Although Lorraine became an American citizen, it didn't stop her from scolding her as soon as she heard about France. "The newly born United States simply cannot afford to pay back the 1.3 billion pounds. The heavy debt directly brought down France.

, the French Revolution broke out six years later, and Louis XVI was guillotined."

"I'm starting to look forward to this cooperation now." Sean thought for a while, then stood up and stretched out his hand to Pietra Adem.

She didn't have much before, but in the past two years, she began to dislike her small breasts. She went to China several times and learned some history, especially the history of the palace, and became obsessed with traditional Chinese medicine. Through Sean's influence in the north, she found a doctor who was said to be a former doctor.

A descendant of a royal physician in the imperial court, I have recently been taking Chinese medicine to regulate breast enlargement.

An iron rod was placed on a wooden support, and baskets were hung on both sides, as thick as a primitive scale. One basket was filled with firearms and ammunition, and gold was thrown into it.

"He is so..." Torre waved his hands with a strange expression. I don't know how to describe it. Generous? Stingy?

"Leave it to whom?" Lorraine was equally curious.

"Is that all? Where do you mean the government's policy tilt? The local government or the presidential palace?"

Pietra Adem shook her head without hesitation, which surprised Sean very much. He had thought everything through and it didn't make sense.

He has always used money to hit people, but this time he was hit.

"Those are South African white companies, right? Their relationship should be incompatible?" Torre looked shocked.

When the news spread, a group of American soldiers were also suppressed. If you encounter such a big dog owner, sell it quickly.

Satisfy you!

Sean waved to Torre, "Go tell them and change with them!"

"The black people represented by Pietra Adem are also afraid of white European and American people. After all, Europe and the United States are the mainstream of the world, and South Africa has no ability to compete. At this time, black and white South Africans will stay together and fight against the invasion of European and American white forces.

"

"Ha, you don't want to get out from among the other 50%, right?"

Pietra Adem sighed and still shook her head.

Neither of them spoke, they just stared at each other. The air in the room seemed to freeze. The young black man held his breath. Torre in the corner breathed very slowly, and the smell of gunpowder gradually became stronger.

“In 1775, the American War of Independence was victorious with the help of the French. 90% of the various strategic materials used by the US military, including arms, were provided by France. France sent at least 12,000 land troops and 3.2

Thousands of naval personnel directly participated in the war, and 2,131 French soldiers were killed on the east coast of the United States alone. During the same period, France also fought the Battle of Uxant with the British in Europe, and joined the local Kingdom of Mysore and the British in India.

war in support of the American Revolution."

What the hell is called the Land of Gold!

It's just that Torre talked a lot today.

Pietra Adem's son didn't understand what riddle the two were playing, but Torre's eyes were in disbelief.

"During the American War of Independence, France spent as much as 1.3 billion pounds."

"This territory is mine, this is fundamental."

"30% for you and 10% for the government."

Although the money belongs to the boss, just participating in it makes them feel excited.

"Which is the lesser of two powers that harm each other, it is better to bring us in and then bring black South Africans to the same front to fight us together."

"That was in the past, and relations were changing. Now that we are here, they are on the same front again." Sean sneered, "To put it simply, before, the top white South Africans and capital wanted to abolish apartheid.

The slogan is actually to develop domestic demand and dismantle the inherent class model of black people. Of course, the black chiefs are not willing to do so. They are antagonistic."

"I can't understand why white South Africans insist on dismantling apartheid. What are the benefits?" Torre said with a hint of complaint in his tone. "It is certain that black people will get the right to vote. By then, these white people will be overthrown and driven out of this country.

land."

After the cooperation was reached, the atmosphere became relaxed. After chatting for a while, Sean was about to leave. Pietra Adem suddenly said: "Mr. Sean, I like the United States very much. This is the most powerful country in the world. The United States

It is an open country. You are very friendly and never discriminate against black people. I will exchange your American equipment. I wonder if I can part ways with you."

"It is an honor for me to be praised by Mr. Sean. I wish us a happy cooperation."

Sean's eyes narrowed slightly, is it true? I don't believe it!

"I'll give you 40%, I don't need any partners." After a while, Sean said.

Sean looked at Lorraine's chest, "Has the nutrition in your brain been sucked out recently?"

"Then how much do you want to say?" Pietra Adem sighed. What can't be won in the war can't be won at the negotiation table.

After laughing for a while, Sean explained: "Pietra Adem was reserved for the current development company."

Under the reflection of the sun, it was so golden that it made people's eyes hurt, but they were reluctant to look away until their eyes were filled with tears.

Pietra Adem frowned slightly, "Place."

Pietra Adem walked to the pile of gold bricks and saw that her whole body was covered with gold, and she instantly became holy.

But his golden pride cannot stand up to this thing!

Everyone was very happy, especially after Sean said that everyone would be given a big gold chain when they went back.

"I don't deny it." Sean's smile became more relaxed, and he slowly regained the initiative in the negotiation, "But the problem is that among the cooperating parties, you are the weakest. You have the Congress above you and the military next to you.
To be continued...
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